I traveled through time and space and became the Archbishop of Stormwind!

The little red dragon slowly descended, her body casting a huge reflection on the calm blue-green water of Luna Lake.

Akalitra's movements became gentle, and her huge wings flapped slowly. The airflow she stirred up only left a few ripples on the water, as if she was afraid of disturbing the tranquility of this holy place.

Her slender neck drooped gracefully, and her crimson scales actually reflected a warm luster under the soft, omnipresent light of the forest.

The dragon claw finally landed steadily on a patch of thick green moss as thick as a velvet carpet by the lake, making almost no sound.

Alvin and others on the dragon's back were already ready.

He jumped down with nimble movements, his boots sinking deeply into the soft moss, followed by Green Shadow and Shandris, each carefully holding two blue dragon eggs emitting icy magic.

A red light flashed, and the huge dragon body quickly shrank and turned back into the form of a red-haired girl.

Akalisra shook her hair, then naturally reached out her hand and took the hand of the blue dragon mage who was still wrapped in a dark green cloak and had empty eyes, half supporting and half guiding her to land lightly.

In the center of the clearing, with Malfurion and Tyrande as the core, the gathered Kaldorei were like stars surrounding the moon.

Most of them wore druid leather armor in dark green or earth tones that symbolized nature, or moon-white priest robes dotted with silver moons and stars.

During the landing, Green Shadow excitedly waved to Malfurion and Tyrande, his face full of joy.

"Teacher Malfurion! Lady Tyrande!"

Green Shadow held the dragon egg and ran forward with light steps, making crisp sounds.

"Welcome home, Green Shadow, my child."

A warm and holy smile spread across Tyrande's face, like moonlight shining through the trees.

Her eyes then fell on the four strange eggs in Green Shadow and Shandris's arms. Her noble and majestic brows frowned instantly, and she looked at Malfurion, both of them with serious eyes.

"Is that... a dragon egg?"

Tyrande's voice was still soft, but with urgency.

"And it's a blue dragon egg? Children, what on earth is going on? Obtaining dragon eggs is an extremely serious taboo. It is equivalent to declaring war on the entire blue dragonflight! The wrath of the guardian dragon Malygos is enough to burn down the forest!"

Her eyes darted sharply between Alvin, Akalitrassa, and Shandris, searching for a plausible explanation.

The surrounding druids and priests also began to talk in low voices, and the atmosphere suddenly became a little tense.

Alvin stepped forward and saluted respectfully to the two leaders.

"Respected Master Malfurion, respected High Priestess Tyrande. Please allow me to report to you both about my trip."

His voice was steady and powerful, with the soothing power unique to a priest, as he recounted clearly and in detail his encounter with the goblins in Winterspring, his tracking to Everlook, his discovery of the conspiracy of the Twilight Cult orc warlock Koruk, his fierce battles with the succubus and the blue dragon guardian, his rescue of the dragon eggs, and the encounters with the blue dragon.

Alwyn was a good storyteller. Malfurion's face, as calm as ancient bark, gradually became solemn. Tyrande also tightened her grip on her staff. When the two heard that the adult blue dragon guardian had sacrificed and the dragon egg was almost stolen, anger ignited in their eyes.

"Fortunately, we finally defeated Koruk, retrieved the dragon egg, and brought the tortured blue dragon lady away from that place."

Alvin finished his story and bowed slightly.

"Twilight's Hammer... again, these scums who desecrate life and nature!"

Malfurion's deep voice was like the rumble of the earth.

"They dared to extend their claws to the blue dragonflight that protects the balance of Azeroth's ley line... Their madness has already violated all natural bottom lines!"

Tyrande nodded solemnly, and her moonlight-like gaze turned to the blue dragon mage being led by Akalitrassa.

"That brave blue dragon lady...how is she doing now? Is this the one?

She took two steps forward, trying to get closer.

Malfurion also stepped forward. The male druid was much taller than the Quel'dorei woman. He bowed his head slightly and spoke to the blue dragon mage in a low, respectful Common tongue: "Exalted Blue Dragon Guardian, I am Malfurion Stormrage. The Cenarion Circle and Moonglade express our deepest condolences and sympathy for the suffering you have endured and the sacrifice of your companions. May the moonlight of Elune soothe your pain, and may the vitality of the forest aid your recovery."

However, the Blue Dragon Mage showed no reaction to their words or approach.

She still kept her head down, her empty blue eyes staring blankly at the moss under her feet, like a beautiful sculpture without a soul.

Shandris's cold voice sounded at the right time, breaking the awkward silence.

"Respected Teacher Malfurion, as you can see, her spirit has suffered extremely deep trauma. Since we found her, she has been in this soul-destroying state, unresponsive to any external stimuli. We have tried many methods, but have been unable to awaken her consciousness."

Tyrande frowned, then gracefully waved her hand and instructed the two gentle high-ranking priestesses of the Temple of the Moon behind her, "Shara, Yuege, please take this distinguished lady to the Moonlight Hall. Soothe her mind with the purest Elune Dew and the Serenity Prayer, and carefully examine her condition."

Two priestesses dressed in moon-white robes and with gentle temperaments respectfully accepted the order and walked cautiously towards the Blue Dragon Mage, trying to gently take her arm from Akalitrassa.

But just as their fingers were about to touch the Blue Dragon Mage, something strange happened.

The Blue Dragon Mage, who had been as quiet as a puppet, suddenly trembled, and unspeakable fear and resistance flashed in her empty eyes.

She swung her arms violently like a frightened beast, and a stream of icy air burst out instantly. Although weak, it carried an unquestionable repulsive force, pushing the two defenseless priestesses to stagger back!

What was even more surprising was that while she was resisting, her empty blue eyes actually passed through everyone else and locked directly and firmly on Alvin.

There was still no clarity in those eyes, but they were full of direction.

This sudden change left everyone stunned.

The two priestesses were still in shock, and Tyrande's deep gaze swept back and forth between the blue dragon and Elwyn.

Shandris watched this scene with a smile on her face. She held the dragon egg and said, "As you can see, she's not completely unresponsive to everyone. At least she has a certain 'special' connection to our Reverend."

As she spoke, she glanced at Alvin meaningfully.

Alvin felt his scalp tingling instantly, and his back seemed to be pierced by countless gazes, especially Tyrande's eyes that seemed to be able to see through the soul.

He coughed awkwardly twice, his cheeks burning. He took a step forward and said, "Ahem...um...maybe she only reacts to familiar scents now? After all, I was the one who brought her out of the cave. How about I take care of her for the time being? Wait until you find a way to wake her up?"

His voice grew smaller and smaller, and he clearly lacked confidence.

Tyrande looked at Alvin deeply. Her eyes were calm, but seemed to contain thousands of words, which made Alvin feel uneasy.

She didn't ask for details about the so-called "special connection", but just nodded gracefully, her voice returning to her usual gentle tone.

"It seems this lady's trust in Reverend Alvin is truly extraordinary. Well, until we find a way to break her mind control, I'll have to trouble Reverend Alvin to take more care of it."

She then turned to the crowd and skillfully diffused the delicate atmosphere.

"After a long journey and fierce battle, I'm sure you're all exhausted. I see you're still wearing your furbolg cold-weather gear, which is no longer suitable for this warm forest favored by Elune. Sarah, please take our guests to the Sylvan Whisper Hall to rest and change into comfortable clothing."

She glanced at Elvin, Akalitrassa, Shandris, and Green Shadow, and finally landed on the Blue Dragon Mage.

"Also prepare suitable clothing for this distinguished lady."

The pretty and capable priestess stepped out.

"As you command, High Priest. Honored guests, please follow me."

Elwyn felt as if he had been pardoned. He quickly saluted Tyrande and Malfurion again, then walked towards the Blue Dragon Mage somewhat stiffly.

When he approached, the latter's tense body obviously relaxed, and the resistance disappeared without a trace. Her empty eyes were still fixed on him, and she obediently let him hold her hand.

Shandris walked past Alvin with the dragon egg in her arms, expressionless, leaving behind only an almost inaudible snort.

Akalitha made a face at Alvin and skipped to catch up with the priestess who was leading the way.

Alvin was walking with the Blue Dragon Mage, but he felt that her palms became very hot. He looked up and found that the Blue Dragon Mage was looking at him with her lips bitten.

Alvin was shocked.